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Chapter 108: Zhang Yu, 4.95-Level
“You’re sick,” Zhang Yu had almost said in response to Le Mulan’s reckless spending.
But before he could utter a word, Bai Zhenzhen nudged his shoulder and urged, “She’s offering money! What are you waiting for?”
Bai Zhenzhen turned to Le Mulan. “What part do you want to touch? If you’re taking off your top, that’ll cost extra.”
Le Mulan shook her head rapidly. “No, no—just… just touch my hand.”
At that moment, Le Mulan suddenly trembled slightly. She frowned, gave a sharp tap to the bench beneath her, and said, “Don’t move.”
The girl lying beneath her clenched her teeth, her eyes and nose twisting in agony as if she were about to cry blood.
Why? Why would someone so rich, so accomplished, so noble—the top student in the entire grade—spend money on a student from Songyang High School, a school so poor and filthy?
Once the trembling stopped, Le Mulan turned back to Zhang Yu and slowly extended her hand.
Before it could make contact, Bai Zhenzhen grabbed her wrist. “Hey! What’re you doing? You haven’t paid yet.”
After Le Mulan sent over 2,000 yuan, Zhang Yu felt a cold little hand slowly rise to meet his.
At first, it brushed his fingertip like a cautious test. Then, like a serpent sliding along a spine, the hand crept up his finger, gliding smoothly over the back of his hand before settling gently upon it.
Like ice… The thought flickered in Zhang Yu’s mind—then Le Mulan yanked her hand back.
She exhaled, nodding. “That’s enough.”
Bai Zhenzhen tilted her head, curious. “Done? Can I get a touch too? I’ll give you a discount.”
Le Mulan’s usually cold lips curled into the faintest smile. She shook her head, satisfied. “Not today. But next time… maybe.”
She paused, then added, “Can I pay you both at once, and touch both of you?”
After receiving an enthusiastic nod, Le Mulan’s lips curled again. With Lian Tianji by her side, she turned and walked away.
Watching the “bench” stand and follow, Zhang Yu muttered, “Is Le Mulan seriously insane?”
Bai Zhenzhen shrugged. “You’re just making easy money. What’s wrong with that?”
Zhang Yu frowned. “But why did she even want to touch us?”
Bai Zhenzhen shrugged again. “Who knows? Maybe it’s some weird cultivation technique. Rich people have all kinds of twisted habits.”
After finishing their buffet meal, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen made their way to the spectator stands, planning to use the Heavenly Eye Charm to gather intelligence on the three top schools before the competition began. As for the Invisibility Charm, it had already been cast the moment they entered Ziyun High School.
But the moment Zhang Yu activated the Heavenly Eye Charm, his vision flickered—then froze in surprise.
On the side of Bailong High School, every contestant’s head bore the same message: Xianyun Group Corporation Data.
On the Hongta High School side, several players with jet-black skin displayed: Business Collaboration: Contact Hongta Pasture.
Zhang Yu quickly turned to Ziyun High School—and there, on Le Mulan, Lian Tianji, and others, the message read: Ziyun Pharmaceutical – Confidential Information. Unauthorized Access Will Be Legally Prosecuted.
Zhang Yu sighed. “They’ve all hidden their intel.”
“Those three companies—Xianyun, Hongta, Ziyun—behind the three top schools… they really are taking this competition seriously.”
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Audience Stand.
Lan Ling stared down at the chaotic battlefield below, her voice icy. “Why did you drag me here? To watch our team get wrecked?”
Zhou Chichen chuckled. “Lan Ling, don’t limit your vision to just one high school, one competition.”
“I brought you here today to witness a new Cultivation Revolution in Songyang City.”
Lan Ling narrowed her eyes. “What are you planning? Why didn’t you show up for the Physical Fitness Competition two weeks ago? Did you already know about Luzhou Group’s alliance with them?”
Zhou Chichen smiled faintly. “Lan Ling, the three top schools offered us one spot—one chance to receive their body-refining tech support and compete for a Top Ten ranking.”
“I’m giving you this year’s spot.”
“In your senior year, I’ll fully support you in claiming it.”
“If you accept, from now on, we’ll be the last two students from Songyang High School to enter the Top Ten.”
“If not… I’ll spend the next year doing nothing but beating you up. I promise—you won’t graduate.”
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Ling Realm.
Mo Tianyi, having taken a rare half-day off, felt a strange emptiness in his body—a guilt for not being at work gnawing at him.
Watching the live stream from Ziyun High School, he asked aloud, “Boss, is this competition really that important? Why watch the livestream?”
Beside him, a blurred silhouette nodded. “It’s critical. It could reshape the entire Songyang Sixteen Families.”
Songyang Sixteen Families… Mo Tianyi knew these were the sixteen wealthiest and most powerful clans in Songyang—interwoven by marriage, embedded in the local branches of major corporations, acting as regional power brokers, controlling vast resources.
The figure on screen continued, “The Physical Fitness Competition usually starts with a Physical Strength Level test, followed by trials in agility, speed, and strength—four rounds total, with final rankings based on cumulative scores…”
He paused. “It’s starting. Let’s see just how far the breakthroughs in the three top schools have pushed the limits.”
On the screen, names and scores began to flash as each contestant completed the test. Only the top ten remained visible.
Right now, the leader was… Bailong High School, Chu Qiuhé, 4.49-level.
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Just moments before the Physical Strength Level test began, high up in the farthest corner of the stands, a boy in a Ziyun High School uniform watched the field.
He bore a striking resemblance to Le Mulan—so much so that at first glance, he could almost be mistaken for a girl. Especially with his height, barely over two meters—tiny in a school where everyone was built like warriors.
Only the intricate, deep-purple vertical mark on his brow hinted at his true nature.
At that moment, a massive man with sun-kissed skin, standing around two and a half meters tall, walked up laughing while filming on his phone.
“Check this out—my buddy, Le Jingchen, second-year student and top scholar at Ziyun High School, also Vice President of the Student Council!”
He squeezed in beside Le Jingchen, forcing both of them into the live stream frame.
Le Jingchen tensed instantly, muscles locking—but then relaxed, offering a polite wave to the camera.
He didn’t like the man’s proximity, but he knew Gang Shan—the famed body-refining influencer with over eight million fans. A true representative of traditional cultivation, he never used surgery, only medicine, proudly showcasing his sculpted physique to the world.
This visit to the first-year Sports Competition was no accident—certainly not without a corporate invitation.
So what? Le Jingchen thought. Even a legend of traditional cultivation—what’s he worth when the money’s right?
He knew this encounter, this joint broadcast, was orchestrated by Ziyun Pharmaceutical.
Today’s competition isn’t just about the athletes on the field. It’s also a battle of public perception, a war of narratives.
Let’s see how many fools will jump in today just to grab attention.
Just then, Gang Shan turned to him. “What’s your take on today’s match, Jingchen?”
Le Jingchen smiled. “Just like the second-year Physical Fitness Competition two weeks ago—this is really about the three top schools. After all, the breakthrough in body-refining tech has only been applied to their students.”
With practiced neutrality, he began subtly promoting the new technology—objective, measured, yet loaded with implication.
After a few minutes, Gang Shan glanced toward the field. “Alright, the competition’s officially started. First event: Physical Strength Level testing. That round is scored out of 50, right?”
“Then agility—75 points. Speed—another 75. And the final strength round? 150 points total.”
“Final rankings are based on the sum of all four events.”
He explained the scoring system to the audience, then added: “Now, let’s talk about the real breakthrough.”
“Eight and a half months since the start of the school year. The average Physical Strength Level in regular high schools? Around 1.0.”
“Key High School students are stronger—average level now near 2.0.”
“Of course, Songyang High School’s sports program is better than most. Some of our top students can even challenge the elite from the three top schools.”
“But the top three schools? They’re in a league of their own—historically averaging near 3.0, with their absolute best pushing past the 4.0 barrier.”
As the physical tests began, names and levels flashed across the screen.
Then—first place shocked everyone.
Bailong High School, Chu Qiuhé, 4.49-level.
Gang Shan gasped. “4.49? In just eight and a half months? This Chu Qiuhé must be Bailong’s ace!”
Le Jingchen smiled faintly. “Not really an ace. The real powerhouses this year are Yu Xinghan and Song Hailong.”
Gang Shan blinked. “4.49 isn’t an ace?”
Le Jingchen nodded. “Because the body-refining tech has broken through across all three schools. Look at his build—he’s undergone Modification Surgery. His body now mimics that of a beast, breaking past biological limits, achieving explosive growth.”
Gang Shan frowned. “But Modification Surgery is risky, right? And the results aren’t exactly… pleasant to look at.”
Le Jingchen nodded. “Direct body modification carries high risk. That’s why Ziyun’s Super Metabolism Surgery is better—lower risk, faster results, more efficient.”
As Le Jingchen spoke, the screen changed—first place updated.
Ziyun High School, Lian Tianji, 4.56-level.
Gang Shan stared. “This strength level… it’s higher than the champion from last year’s first-year competition!”
Le Jingchen nodded. “The breakthroughs mean records will keep shattering. The gap between students with and without the new tech? It’s like the difference between modern humans and ancient ones.”
Just as he was emphasizing the new era of cultivation, the screen changed again.
Songyang High School, Zhang Yu, 4.95-level.
(End of Chapter)
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